school's gonna start being crazy.
reports quiz presentations exams.
you name it. they got it. we do it.
really really need to get my head back in the books.

anyway. watched Harry Potter today with love! =)
was not too bad. and love was going on and on about how Harry Potter is over just like that and our childhood has just came to an end and it's just so sad...
but then i guess so...
makes me rmb the times when i would just stay up real late to read those books.
reread the previous ones to read and know where it start to the newest volume.
using a small torchlight that is so dim and just keeps turning off in the middle of the night to finish reading the book.
read till your eyes feel like it's gonna pop out any minute but still you don't want to put it down cause it's just too awesome.
waiting for an eternity for the new book to come out.
thank whoeveritisupthere that mum works at the post office and that they sell HP books and i'll get to have them on the day it releases without having to queue up.
wow. memories...
heehee! all that seems ghey now but hey! tt's my childhood.
i'm proud of it! =)

it just reminds me of all the other things in my life that i had once but not anymore.
like that primary school best fren i had who became bitchy in secondary school.
that old tattered building of our secondary school that became some lame ass new and cleaner building. (i miss the square staircase! with those stupid ugly window panes that's being painted over by some ghey seniors.)
and i miss that fugly school uniform! i even rmb that the white collar and the white extra thing at the end of the sleeve means that maybe someday we will be able to have a white collar job.
i miss those retarded crazy moments where youm and i just hug each other and having weird stares shot at us.
those bitching moments at the back of the class. those cannot stand amanda moments (rmb those pig?). and the whole elaine saga?
HAHAHAHA! oh gosh. amazing how important those things felt like last time but now that we look back at it it just seems so juvenile it's a wonder how we even do those shit!
and and and i miss my Laos trip!
oh my god. i'd turn back in time for that. there really isn't a moment where i wish that i was back home.
all those cranky mornings. weird food. cheese naan. painting. getting our hairs splattered with paint. including some leg hairs. playing with adorable kids. THE MOTORBIKE! crazy party and drinking moments. ahhhh. good times. nono! AWESOME times.
everytime on fb i'll see those ppl we know in Laos post some status about anything and it's just... sad.. that they're getting on with their lives and it just makes me think that if they miss us. and still think of us. and whether their lives are still the same cause i'd like to think that we made an impact on their lives and maybe it would be better.
i dunno why am i thinking bout all these.. =/
ah ouh well.
life goes on.
and i'm real hungry right now.
huhhhh.
bye! :D

it's just a phase.